"Look at his legs."Then I had a thought. Maybe I didn't get it. Maybe it was time to "train" Karissa. For the good of the business.I went back around ...o Maxwell's other side, out of Karissa's sight."Let's try something," I said to him. Then, under my breath, "Go with it."I started the massage. I oiled his back. I worked my fists into the knots, smoothed out his spine. In the old days, I'd have nothing on beneath my robe. But now I was wearing panties and stockings. No bra just because I liked. My shaft became instantly erect. Now your turn. Mandy said, her voice a husky breath. Gina repeated Mandys actions, rubbing her nipple and putting her breast to my mouth for suckling. Now Mandy and I have a strict understanding about these things. In knew I could enjoy this, because Mandy obviously approved, but I knew that we had a strong relationship I didnt want to jeopardise by going past the point of her permission. So I suckled Ginas beautiful tit hungrily, but I kept my hands to myself. It seemed to arouse her, her yellow irises flashing as she glanced up at him, her desire palpable. There was a hunger in those eyes, one that he found himself hoping was not literal.He lurched as his feet left the floor, Alba supporting his weight with her forearm alone, like he was sitting on a swing. He kept a tight grip on her hair for fear that he would fall, but she had a good hold on him, Alba lifting him until he felt the weight of her breasts spread across his lap. She wrapped her other. I shook it; it didn't rattle. I cocked my head to the side and laughed in puzzlement.“What the hell is this?” I said.“You look so cute when you're confused,” Jack said. “Just unwrap it.”“Okay,” I said. I carefully took off the paper. It just appeared to be an old cardboard box. I raised an eyebrow.“Look at what's inside,” said Jack, still smiling at me.I opened the box and extracted the contents. I gasped. “Jack!” I cried. “Wow, Jack, I can't believe it!”It was the koala hat I'd been looking at.